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Matthias knew monsters, and one glance at Kaz Brekker had told him this was a creature who had spent too long in the dark—he’d brought something back with him when he’d crawled into the light.
“Nina is everything you say. It’s too much.” “Mmm,” Inej murmured, taking a sip from her mug. “Maybe you’re just not enough.”
A gambler, a convict, a wayward son, a lost Grisha, a Suli girl who had become a killer, a boy from the Barrel who had become something worse.
“The life you live, the hate you feel—it’s poison. I can drink it no longer.”
She’d laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.
“I will have you without armor, Kaz Brekker. Or I will not have you at all.”
I’m going to get my money, Kaz vowed. And I’m going to get my girl.
